It just so happens that today is St. Patrick's Day. We should have celebrated - not only because we should celebrate our good luck everyday, but because it's our papa's namesake day. That makes it his day and its special. But instead, he is fighting the miserable cold that the nugget and I sadly gave him as a welcome home gift.
Instead of green beer, green baubles and other green oddities, we ate potato leek soup, put a tired nugget to sleep at quarter to seven, watched a recorded episode of last night's Lost and will probably be asleep by quarter past ten.
And that is how these new parents celebrated this St. Patrick's Day.